Saturday, September 13, 2008

seeds~osi

'seeds'


the optimism titanic

sinks inside my whimsical bones

panic inside a closed cabin

the voyaging maverick yearnings


the chaos of impending doom

strips bare the facades and the truths

hanging on to the most precious

beauty of a beloved's dream


from the wreckage emerge stories

of unending love and desire

within a survivor's heartbeat

seeds of resilience blossom


become the flowers of laughter

alive with the fragrance of life

my pessimism's nemesis


this optimism titanic..

/original/z.g.

26 comments:

  1. "the seeds of resilience becoming the flowers of laughter" is an inspiring image! Love how the poem works toward a titanic rising again like a phoenix!

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  2. It is necessary for pessimism to have a nemisis, isn't it? Or else it swamps everything ...

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  3. nice, I like the play on the word titanic

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  4. You plant an important seed in the mind there.

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  5. You have reclaimed titanic as an adjective and made it a beautiful one. May we know such optimism, indeed.

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  6. The seeds of optimism carry us through on to another day. Lovely.

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  7. Just what I needed to read this wet, dreary morning.

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  8. 'the seeds of resilient hope', fabulous words!

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  9. This has so much to offer; I especially love the image of "flowers of laughter."

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  10. like others, I particularly like the image from "seeds of resilience bloom..."

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  11. Me too on "the seeds of resilience becoming the flowers of laughter..." Lovely. What crazy journeys our minds and hearts take us on.

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  12. This is wonderful reminder to be "alive with the fragrance of life, my pessimism's nemesis". Simply Glorious!

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  13. Wow- this was really inspired. Loved Sandy's comment about reclaiming the word titanic... so true- and well done!

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  14. I really love the opposite of titanic and a seed. Huge in scale but not more important than the smallest thing.

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  15. I love your use of the Titanic for this.

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  16. The images of sinking and then rising again are wonderfully written.

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  17. Lovely feelings written in this piece - my optimism seems to wax and wane in this strange world

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  18. Pessimistic by nature, I love the thought of optimism taking a titanic hold. Great wording throughout your poem.

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  19. Dear Zoya--
    This is a lovely piece. I felt myself encapsulated in despair and drowning...only to become bouyant with hope--

    Your words are so thoughtful and well-placed, always--

    Thank you--
    Beth

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  20. Stoic, Love it. Beloved's dream and survivors heartbeat.

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  21. "strips bare the facades and the truths"

    Love the line! :)

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  22. It is funny to see so many different poems on the same topic. Like yours.

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  23. I see your poetry is as strong as ever. I've had a three month's blogging break but hope to be posting again soon. Thanks for your concern.

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  24. Great poem...I'm in dire need of some optimism right now.

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  25. Very though provoking lines within this poem.....thank you for sharing.

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..namastey!~